Sonata No Kioku
02- Lost feelings

".... How long have you been up there?"

He finally spoke. His voice was smooth and clear like water in a glass falling to the floor. He looks angry. Real angry. Because of that reaction, I lost my footing, then slipped from the television screen where I was standing.

"I asked you to know! How long have you been up there?" Say again.

"Eng, well, that's..." I can now breathe a sigh of relief after saying a few words.

".... Maybe during sonata⁵?" I just answered.

"Which part of Sonata?" Ask ensures.

"Ep.... In the beginning?" I replied again.

He quickly stood up . His light purple hair dangled from his shoulders to half of his back. At that moment I realized that she was wearing a white dress. If I'm not wrong to describe, the dress and figure of her young purple hair looks like Goddess Athena⁶ in the anime-anime.

"Have you really heard my game from the beginning?" His impact.

I turned my face. –If yes, why? Keep him want me to do something to make myself into a joke as an apology???– I took a breath and calmed down while looking again at the face of the girl, who is now flushed with embarrassment.

"I didn't do anything wrong, did I? If.... Stare in admiration of her who is as beautiful as the Goddess...?" My stunned mind would grace the girl clad in a white canal dress.

"Da-basic pervert!! Stalker!" His shouting.

"W-what did you say?! Wait, that's not what it means. Why are you accusing me?!" I panic.

"If that's not what else try? You dare to stalk me all the way here! Aren't you one of them?" This girl just keeps on nyerocos not because of me who looks to be a material impingement.

"Stalking....? Oi don't joke! I'm just here to collect some stuff from the store it knows. I don't know what you mean by them either" I said.

As soon as the conversation hung just now, he put the violin in his place. There is a slight resonance created when the lid where the violin is closed. The iron shelf next to him tilted slightly, then fell down carrying me.

"Whoahh!" I rolled over and quickly avoided the items that fell together to the bottom where the girl was. My temple scratched the edge of the violin. That's why red liquid was created and flowed from the temple down my face.

".... Ouch!" My stint.

When I wanted to stand up, I stumbled on something. It was the forehead of the girl whose face was right in front of me, with green toska eyeballs looking at me sharply. I was shocked and could not move anywhere. I couldn't look him in the eye and could only look at his gently shaking lips like cherry blossom petals.

"If you're not one of them and you're not stalking me, then why are you here?" Her speech.

"Did? Ah, look, that's..."

The girl tilted her head in confusion. The tension straps on my body are now starting to weaken. I was finally able to control myself and started to retreat backwards away from him, while still sitting on the ground.

"Ehem, I told you. I just came here to collect some stuff from the store for my hobby. Every two or three months I come here, so I don't want to stalk you or anything" I explained.

"Really?" Ask the girl.

I'm nodding. "Yes. Why am I stalking you? There's no benefit for me either" I replied.

"While you say that, get out of here and don't tell anyone I'm here! If you need to, just erase the memory of ever seeing me and hearing my game!" His word.

"Huh? How's that..." I scratched my head.

"Is he being followed by someone?" I'm thinking.

"Anyway.... Don'tdon't..... You're...... Can't.. say it!!" He screamed, then after realizing what he was doing, he lowered his head.

At first glance I saw his eyes glazed over, as if all the stars in this galaxy were about to fall. I who saw him could only sigh resignedly because I could not do anything.

"I see, I'm not gonna tell anyone you're here. And get out of here, are you satisfied?"

There was no answer from him. I lifted my backpack that had fallen to my shoulder, and then looked for a way out. Then I heard a strange sound, a popping machine sound coming from behind. And what followed him was a scream. "Yah!! Why?!"

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I looked back, I saw a tape recorder⁷ that was held by a girl's hand, making the sound of the explosion. "Did he record the game all this time?"– I couldn't bear to see his anxious face decided to go down and press one of the buttons of the tape recorder.

"It's wrapped up yeah..." I muttered.

".... What's..... It's broken?"

He asked in a soft voice as if he was about to cry while opening the tape recorder carefully. When I saw him do it, my hand reflexively stopped his movement. " No! You can't open it right away" I panicked.

He immediately stopped his hand. I put the tape recorder in one of the slanted chairs, and started looking for equipment to fix it.

"You want to fix it?" Ask with wide eyes.

"If you can" I replied.

The girl looked worried about my original answer.

"Don't worry, I'll fix it as carefully as I can. If you still can't, I have to ask my friend to help me in the store" I said calmly.

"If.... Could... Don't make..... Your friend's coming... Yeah" the question somehow made me feel like I could do it.

When I wanted to dismantle it, my movement stopped because it was realized that this tape recorder was not made in Japan. This tape recorder is also a double-sided tape recorder that can record and rotate simultaneously.

"What language is written on this tape recorder?" My toot.

"Greek" he answered.

"So it's made in Europe... Can I fix it?" I muttered uneasily.

After I removed the screw and opened the outer lid, what appeared in front of me was part of the basic components that I knew very well. International standards are useful..

"What... Can you fix that? Can this tape be repaired?" Ask

"Perhaps, but I still need my friend's help at the store to lend me some tools" I replied.

The girl was silent for a moment as I said that.

I sighed while taking the broken piano board down, then using it as a worktable. I slowly began to dismantle the tape recorder with makeshift equipment.

"Anu... Has the tape recorder been damaged since the beginning?" I asked after seeing the condition of the magnetic tape coming out and forming a tangled roll.

"Eng... It just might be. Because for a long time the cassette did not want to stop spinning even though it had been pressed the button. Once upon a time when he finished recording he stopped" he said.

"So the auto-button stopper is no longer working" I muttered.

"I-that's right, you-because you're the one who popped up suddenly like a stalker. That's why I forgot to press the stop button" he sneered in annoyance.

"So again this is my fault??" My inner.

"Why is your face so weird?" He snapped, as soon as I shook my head quickly and returned to my work.

"Oh yeah, is this tape recorder really important to you?" I said it because even though it was broken, he still wore it.

"Did? That's.... Eng" the girl looked surprised, then she lowered her head while nodding slowly.

"That's so.... This girl is a half⁸. His face is different from that of a Japanese girl. Greek yes, far away.." In my head I now thought of some unimportant things regarding the possibility of having something to do with the girl. But even though I was busy thinking unnecessary, I remained focused on my work right now.

While continuing to work and think, I did not forget to search for the necessary items in the pile of junk and put it together with a tape recorder. This way is the way to do it. Because the girl didn't want my friend at the store to come here, just because I asked for some extra stuff.

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//Some time later//

"Yosh, it's done!" Excited while thrusting the tape recorder at the girl who was half asleep.

"Heh?... H-really?" The girl looked in disbelief.

"If I don't believe it, I try to turn it" My finger almost touched the spin button to make sure it really worked, but suddenly his hand brushed my finger away and retreated.

"Thank you..."

He hugged the tape recorder tightly. He kept looking down with a red face. I don't know why I also feel embarrassed, so I just cleaned up the equipment I used.

When everything was put in the backpack, he suddenly asked.

"Why are there so many tools and spare parts there?"

"I told you just now, I was from childhood always struggling with the machine. So you could say it's a hobby? So that's why I came here, to look for additional components here" I replied confirming that I was not a stalker.

"Is that fun?" He asked again.

A question that left me silent for a moment and confused to answer.

"Maybe.., I'm not so sure that repairing a broken machine is something that's fun. However, I feel a sense of pleasure and satisfaction when I see that person smiling as they regain something they thought was lost"

We stared at each other, the girl's face looked lonely but slowly turned red again, so she immediately turned away. As I stared at him from the side, there came an urge to shower him with all sorts of questions. But I refrained from being reluctant to say it, because it could be that he would get angry again.

He placed the tape recorder on a worn table right next to the violin. Then use that old mattress as a chair. Silence feels so piercing at the moment, I actually want to talk a lot but the time and atmosphere is not suitable.

"Forget it, anyway rather than bengong mending home deh.." My mind.

One foot felt heavy. My eyes could not turn away from the girl who was now looking towards her feet.

"If I come back here one day, I can't see him again... Don't you?"

"Will he just be here, right now because he wants to play the violin?"

I thought about something unimportant again. Immediately I slapped both of my cheeks and walked away from the girl.

But suddenly,

"Neck, anu.."

I looked quickly.

"What's wrong?" My toot.

"What..your house is near here?" He seemed embarrassed to ask.

I tilt my head. "No... My house can be taken for approximately 6 hours if you take the train" I replied.

"So now you're going to the station?"

He looked so relieved and happy as I nodded my head. He put the tape recorder in his black sling bag and started running towards me.

"So you want to go home too? Then go home first, I'll stop by the friend's shop first" I said.

"Can't! Nay! Keep walking!" His impact.

"Huh? What the fuck is he..." I nagged.

"I feel like I have a bad feeling!"

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